Strange dream never ends

I just woke up, and vaguely remember some strange dreams that I had a while ago. They were all .... very strange.

It started with me in a Dollar Movie theater trying to watch some round movies. "Which movie worth seeing?" I asked someone at cashier. A young man spent some time to introduced a few movies to me: there was a drama about a design who were bright but had a twisted sense of beauty in the 20s who also happened to be the designer of Playboy bunny suit (the what?). And then there's a movie about friendship among several female friends. All these movie had some very think and colorful promotional books at the lobby.

"Can I take these books" I asked.
"Sure. One per cusotmer." the young man said.
"One booklet each movie per customer?" I wanted to clarify.
"Yeah, you can have one for each movie," he said while taking the books on my hand and put them in his backpack (where the hell did he suddenly yanked a backpack out?).

I found it very odd that he put my books into his backpack. I pointed it out, and he was kind of embarrassingly giving the books back to me, saying "oh, I was worrying that you might forgot to bring them with you so I kept them for you." I found that totally awkward.

I also asked the show time for one of the movie, and he kept suggesting me to see the movie at another theater.

The more I deal with guy the more I found him strange, and almost creepy.

The suddenly the scene of my dream changed to some street dinning place in the night. I was minding about the booklet in my backpack, and also trying to find my mobile phone so that I could call my friend and asked about their preference on the movie pick.

"Sir, I think you are using my mobile phone." An OL told me. I looked at the phone and found that the phone was indeed not mine, and in fact that bag that my searched was not my bag either. I apologized and walked a bit away from her table.

She was not mad, mainly because she was busy discussing some issues with her boy friend. (This is not too realistic, because in reality her boy friend will beat the crap out of me for checking around his girlfriend's handbag.)

And then there was another OL came and sat on the table that I was at.

My dream was then sort of ended by that time.

Strange dream that was, but at least more entertaining than some of the dreams I had a day before. My brain was so lazy that I had dream about me having a dream and woke up! So back then my brain was so tired that it didn't bother to come up with storyline!